Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhan Yang giggled, turned to the pond banquet and said, "look, Miss Feng is even you in her dream. Are you moved?"

“……”

Chi Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but the radian on his lips looked dangerous.

Zhan Yang coughed, "I shut up."

Now, Feng Ying is sure that he is not dreaming.

With one hand on the wall, she staggered to her feet.

"Pool banquet!"

Without warning, she rushed over and hung firmly on the pond banquet like a koala.

"Help me..."

Chi Yan's eyebrows jumped and wanted to get rid of her.

But the woman was holding her tightly. Through a thin layer of cloth, he could feel her body trembling and the abnormal high heat on her skin.

Suddenly, he stretched out his long arm and picked her up.

"Go."

Zhan Yang followed up and asked, "Sir, you're not such a nosy person, are you..."

Interested in Miss Feng?

Although holding a person in his arms, the pace of the pool banquet is still slow, "you should thank me."

"Ah?"

"Don't you like beautiful women? Since there is one here who takes the initiative to deliver it to the door, I'll let you take it back later."

The pond banquet was facing Zhanyang, and the lip angle was raised obliquely, with a trace of evil charm and a trace of banter, "how about it?"

“……”

He really shouldn't have spoken.

Hearing the speech, Feng Ying turned a white eye. He really didn't have the strength to refute. He could only half squint and save his energy.

With one arm tightly around the neck of Chi Yan and the other hand holding a shiny knife with blood dripping on the tip, she immediately attracted Zhan Yang's attention.

"Miss Feng, did you kill someone just now?"

Feng Ying leaned weakly against Chi Yan's arms, as if cold, and his teeth were trembling.

"It's just a little man who hurt his heart."

She ran out like that and met a man who looked up on her way.

Unfortunately, she went crazy. She was afraid of herself, not to mention the soft egg.

Zhan Yang blinked and looked at her arm.

There were two or three deep and shallow wounds on the white lotus root arm, which were obviously marked by a knife.

"Your injury..."

He was interrupted by Feng Ying before he finished asking.

"How noisy!"

“……”

Zhan Yang closed his mouth bitterly, "you and the officer are really good match!"

The three stopped in front of a luxury suite, opened the door, held her in, walked to the bed and threw her on the bed.

He was so rude that he almost fainted Feng Ying!

She forced herself to sit up and glared at him. "Do you know how to write the four words" pity and cherish jade? "

Chi Yan sat at the end of the bed, neatly ignored her and ordered Zhan Yang, "call the military doctor."

"OK."

Zhan Yang was ready to go, but Feng Ying stopped him.

"Well, you asked him to bring the antidote."

"What antidote?"

Feng Ying's snow-white shell teeth clenched his lower lip and squeezed an embarrassing sentence from between his teeth, "Han Shaoqing gave me that medicine, if there is no antidote..."

Speaking of this, she only felt that her lower abdomen was hot and her bath hope temporarily depressed by pain was ready to move again.

As soon as her complexion changed, she shouted at Zhan Yang, "hurry up, otherwise it's too late!"

“……”

Zhan Yang was surprised and immediately wanted to leave, but he thought of something. He glanced at the pool banquet and wanted to laugh.

"Well, sir, take care!"

With that, he ran out.